Drunk Text Meme Novels & Stories

Brooke said. Lone drunk men DO stumble into Ladies' rooms - usually to vomit. Frat brothers hit on each other's girls - men are pigs. Greeks are pigs with tie pins and secret handshakes. Drunk people do not demolish another person's drink then offer up their own. The spilling of alcohol is a drink-worthy event which you can't do if you have given your drink away.

*********************** *ARTURO* The party was in full swing, not looking like it was going to die down any time soon and my Mum was having a great time, I walked about giving out hugs and saying goodnight, it was time to head home and cuddle my girlfriend, she should be snug in bed by now, having dropped her slightly inebriated father home, he had drunk more than usual but with our team winning I am surprised we are not all drunk as skunks. What a silly saying that is, 'Drunk as Skunks', I wonder where that came from?

” Kayley ~”Girl you are fucking crazy. Kayley ~”Can I have her on my crew baby?” Jackson ~”Yes baby you can.” It is getting hilarious now watching the two dumb asses getting drunk. Not that we are any better, in fact we are worse. Kayley ~”Matt say that again.” Matthew ~”Drunk I am think I am.’ Jackson ~”You are a fucking tonsil.” Drake ~”Tonsils are in your mouth.” Jackson ~”And your mouth is out of fucking order.”

Airk was already snoring, and Mila was busy texting Argo dirty messages. I grabbed my phone, “hey dad.. I think youwww should kick Fords’s ass and maybe kwock some teeth out. He’s too handsome. I hate him. And I miss him. But he doesn’t even carrre. Stupid mate. Bye daddy lov you foreverrrr.” Typing is difficult when you’re drunk. Then I sent him a picture of me that Mila took earlier, “I am veerrry drunk, daddy. But I danced a lot.”

I don't even use that word regularly with my straight homies so I don't know where the fuck that came from. Am I more gay now that I took dick and I wasn't so gay when I just fucked and got sucked? Is there more gay and less gay or is there just "gay?" I crack open my last beer before putting it down I should text Jay. Or maybe call. Call is probably better. No, I'll text. Call is probably too much. Overwhelming. For me, I mean. I pick up my phone and find our message thread. I start to type but my fingers fly all over the place, creating random words instead of sentences. Fuck. I'm drunk. I put down my phone and stand up.

BMOM ➭ 011 ꕤ ꕤ ꕤ ARYM ZCHRYNNE “MaiMai” – “Secret, no clue.” I said drunkenly, so Jane pulled my hair. They laughed at us. Even though I was drunk, I made sure not to mention anything I shouldn't. I'm not talkative when I'm drunk; as my ex-husband used to say, I'm only loud in bed.

I yelled over the noise, sharing glasses with Liam. His smile was the mirror of the flashing lights in a club. “For all the surprises that turn life into a journey.” we toast and keep on drinking one shot after another along with other alcoholic drinks until we begin to feel dizzy and out of our minds. We got crazy wild after drinking too much.

I…I remember being in my room last night and this shirt…” Oh God. This shirt smells like him. And why was I wearing nothing underneath?! “Don’t you remember how psychotic you were last night?” I blinked. Psychotic? I held my head trying to remember what happened last night. But I could only clearly remember drinking that juice. “I can only remember drinking that juice.My memory of what happened next is blur.”I gasped as something dawned on me.”Was the juice drugged?!” Marcelo scoffed.”It wasn’t drugged and it wasn’t juice,you psycho! It’s Long Island Iced Tea.It might taste sweet but trust me, it is strong!How do you not know that?”

Just then, a low moan escaped from his throat, "Water..." Being dehydrated was indeed one of the symptoms of drinking too much. Maverly rushed to get up and poured a glass of water for Xanthus. However, he was too drunk to drink, even with a straw. She tried helping him up and feeding him water, but he refused to drink it. Instead, he splashed the water everywhere.

Tanya gave a side-eye leer at Beckett before fibbing against her genuine wish, “N-Nothing, really. He was drunk-texting stupid things. Sorry… You told the cops? Then I’ll go to them and explain myself. I really am fine. I’ll be back soon!” Now that she was sure Tanya was unharmed, Tiffany drew out a long sigh of relief. “Ohhh. My. Goooood! I was sh*tting bricks worrying about you! Okay, real talk, you better stay away from that no-good Beckett Hushman from now on, okay? Even though he was drunk-texting, the words were incriminating enough about his character. They say people show their real face when they’re drunk! Who knows if he’ll really pull off something in his text next time! Anyway, a